Oh Hail No El-P (Ft. Danny Brown & Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire)

[Verse 1: El-P]
Ever notice when you talk I just cut myself?
On some ultimate fuck you, go fuck yourself
Like that was so heartfelt, you really touched yourself
I loved the part where you cried, I liked nothing else
Who me? Every breath is a criminal, critical breach
Bloody guns, speech, beat minimalisimo
Make you spin like you sniffing that god particle
That purple cloak of the dusk, an odd article
Originator decay, caterwaul brand, Dawn Treader rising
Hollow man bop, gliding
Shuffle through the tides of slime smiling
Could be the high or just mind control dying
Fuck it throw me on the problem pile
I'm a grin from the garbage, stained parchment
Peeking out of my blinds in the apartment
Waiting for that "Hark, hear that archangel calling?"

[Hook: El-P & Mr. Mutherfuckin' eXquire]
Pocket full of air plus nothing to wear
I’ve been told I was put here to fail
But never ask me to hail
Never ask me to hail
Never ask me to hail
I’m strapped in, shaved head in an electric chair
With a grin going out with a flair
But never ask me to hail
Never ask me to hail
Never ask me to hail